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Understanding Hentai Logic Through Questionable Psychology 6
🕑 Added 2022-03-10 02:26:37 +0000 UTCYou put two sealed little glass bottles before Yukiko. On one of them, you put a relatively cheap, but popular, perfume. In the other... well, the less said about the liquid contained within, the more powerful the experiment would be.
She looked a bit surprised. "What's this about?" she asked, as one of her fingers idly twirled the end of her hair, while she rested her cheek on her balled up fist, clearly waiting for something on her smartphone. Perhaps a reply, perhaps simply waiting for something to break her boredom.
If it was the latter, you would certainly be breaking her boredom up right about now!
"It's an experiment," you said. "I've been working on testing responses to certain fragrances, for the purpose of aiding in relaxation of my patients. I'm sure you know the more relaxed they are, the more they trust me, and the more they open up," you explained, waving your hand idly in the air, "well I'm trying new methods that might help, so I wanted you to sniff the contents of these bottles, and tell me which one you prefer."
She rolled her eyes. "Will I get extra pay for this?" she asked.
"I'll buy you lunch," you said. It was within budget anyway.
"I'll take some Wagronalds," she said, as you gestured at the bottles. She took the cheap perfume first, twisted the cap off, and took a sniff. "A bit strong but... eh, not bad. It's... women's perfume, though, isn't it?"
You nodded. "It's the control substance," you said. "My newly developed alternative," you said, gesturing at the bottle.
"Is it milk?" she asked, eyeing the white fluid within with a bit of apprehension.
"Of a sort," you agreed. "Go ahead, give it a sniff, tell me your impression."
"Why can't you judge it yourself?" she asked, looking into your eyes.
"This is meant specifically for women. To me, it is actually somewhat foul," I said. "As it turns out, the differences between genders go deeper than many believe, beyond just the obvious, and physiological differences and responses to certain stimuli can be manipulated for our shared benefit," you explained. "After all, I do better work, they feel better when they leave, and they keep coming back for more, and I have more money to make sure your paycheck is on time."
"Can't argue with that," she agreed, uncapping the bottle and approaching it to her nose. She gave it a sniff, tentative at first, but then took a way deeper breath. "It's... weird, strange," she muttered, "I... I want to say I hate it," she sniffed again, "but, the more I smell it... I don't know, it feels... it stings the nose, but it's also... ugh, it's making me feel weirdly warm."
You nodded. "Expected."
She sniffed again, and you could see some of her fatigue and lethargy starting to recede, it was most visible in the way she sat, her back was a little bit straighter, she was putting less weight on her arm, and her eyes were slightly more open and alert.
Yukiko had never looked so awake in the immediacy of lunchtime.
She swirled it a little in the glass, eyeing it suspiciously. "It's... strange, I don't think I like it, but at the same time I can't stop sniffing it," she said. "I'm... curious, about the taste, too. Like it's food that smells delicious, I can feel my mouth watering."
You nodded, but took the bottle from her, and put the cap back on. "I see... so the effects are a bit strong," you said. "I guess I'll have to try watering it down somewhat."
"What is it Doctor?" she asked.
You smiled. "Eh, doesn't have a name for now," you said, shrugging. You hummed, as you looked at the clock of Yukiko's phone, taking only a moment to decipher it despite it being upside down. "Say, doesn't Miss Matori have an appointment right about-"
The doorbell rang, and Yukiko couldn't help herself, snorting at the woman's impeccable timing.
"I'll leave you to that," you said, walking into your office, as Yukiko took a moment to straighten herself and then allowed Ringo past the door.
Only a couple minutes after, Ringo entered your office. "Good afternoon, Doctor."
"Always a good afternoon when we meet," you said, giving her a smile. "How have you been, Ringo?"
"Oh, never better," the woman said, setting her purse down, and relaxing on the comfy chair in front of your desk. "Really, I have had a rather excellent week... well, up until yesterday," she said, looking a bit upset but only for a moment.
"You know I'm always here to listen," you said.
"Thank you Doctor, but really, this is just my husband being petty," she said, "we'll fix it soon, don't you worry! And if we can't, I'll definitely come up to you for support and tactics on how we can get past this rocky time! You've helped me so much already, I'd hate to put my marital problems on your plate too!"
You chuckled. "Miss Matori helping you is my job and my pleasure," you said, "please, don't feel like you have to mind me. I, too, learn and improve myself alongside the help I give you, so if anything, you're helping me, by coming to me for help."
She giggled. "You're such a charmer, I wish my husband was more like you," she said, sighing. "Last night... ugh, I was so looking forward to it," she said. "Early in the morning, you see, early in the morning yesterday, I tried to get him in the mood, like you told me, I woke him up by taking care of him with my mouth."
Ringo was indeed looking for ways to entice her husband to try to take care of her more often, and you were quite happy to try to help her get along with him. Unfortunately, it seemed that while your instincts and guesses tended to help you somehow stumble into success with the women, trying to get the men going was... a tad more difficult.
Seriously, you couldn't imagine something that was a bigger turn on than your partner waking you up with a sensual blowjob, and you knew just how good Ringo's blowjobs were, woman learned FAST to say the least.
"Well, I, er, he almost didn't make it to the bathroom in time!" she giggled. "But after that bit of panic he just wasn't in the mood anymore. He's barely ever able to get it back up after the first time, so I didn't think too much of it, but, but, he promised, he promised that last night, he'd do his best so I could go to sleep satisfied!"
"I take it he failed," you said, idly toying with a pen.
"He did! He, he," she sighed, despondently, hanging her shoulders almost like a wet cat being pulled out of the water by its owner, it really was a funny image considering how assertive she'd become. "He couldn't even get it up, I, I even tried that trick you told me about, with, with the butt and stuff, and, and he just... didn't get it up!"
You winced.
"I don't get it doctor... It usually works," she said. "D-Do you, do you think he might have found someone else, and that's why he didn't have energy for me?" she asked, her voice a little bit panicky. "I didn't want to believe it, but-"
You winced. "That's... rather unlikely."
In general, men had such little sexual appetite that it was almost unheard of for them to cheat on their partners. Be emotionally distant, certainly, but usually, men tended to just... well, do exactly what Ringo's husband did. Become increasingly more career focused, and slowly, little by little, lose interest in their partner.
From what you'd learned and researched, even those relationships that had started full of spark and heat, childhood friends turned into lovers, romance-story worthy highschool tales of love, and even when a man actively chased after a woman...
For some reason, men just tended to be interested in the aspect of being in a relationship only in as much as they were with someone else. It wasn't even societal pressure. If anything, societal pressure was subtly pulling the other way, with the ever increasing amount of sexually frustrated wives...
"Now that I think about it, you don't really hear about same sex couples often either," you muttered, tapping your lip with a pen. That too, was worth investigating. Honestly this world just offered so much to think about, so much to research!
"E-Excuse me Doctor, I didn't catch that?" Ringo asked.
"No, nothing," you said, shaking your head.
There were so many experiments to conduct! You put the same bottle you had shown Yukiko earlier on the table, and beside it, you put a glass that you then filled with a popular brand soda. You hummed. "I take it you're still a little bit frustrated from last night?"
She nodded.
"I've been working on developing a special... drink, of sorts," you said. "The contents are really unimportant, the effects are way more important. All ingredients are natural and ethically sourced," you said, gesturing at the white, slightly viscous fluid contained in the bottle. "This should help alleviate the symptoms of your frustration, without need to come for a consultation," you said, evenly.
Matori Ringo blushed. "B-But, Doctor, what, what if I like coming in for consultations?"
You smiled. "Oh, but what if you're taking a vacation, at the coast, and I'm not around to provide relief?" you asked. "And I wish to help as many women as possible," you added, gesturing grandly with your arms, "for I am a man of the people, and a doctor of the masses!"
She nodded, firmly. "R-Right, I think, I think you're amazing, Doctor!" she said. "You've helped me so much... it's the least I can do to participate in your experiment! What do I do?"
"Well, it's simple. I just wish for you to drink this bottle's contents, and tell me how you feel. I will give you another bottle to take home," you said, "and I want you to drink it before bed, and try to go to sleep without having sex with your husband at all, then come back tomorrow before noon and tell me how you feel, alright?"
She nodded. "Right! What's the soda for, though?"
"Well, I cannot vouch for the taste," you said, mouth curling up a bit into a smile, "you see, I have it on good authority that women and men have a very different reaction to it. To Yukiko it smells rather captivating, but to me it is a bit... well, a bit disgusting," you said.
At least when you weren't horny, it was a really bad scent to get stuck in your nose.
"S-So... it's in case it tastes bad?"
"Precisely," you said. "Now, Miss Ringo- please, would you do the honors?"
She nodded, removed the cap, and then after a moment's hesitation and a deep breath to steady herself, she downed half the bottle in a single gulp... and then her face became more than a bit flushed.
You could see the red of her cheeks, and her eyes unfocus for just a moment, as she took the second half of the bottle into her mouth, and began swirling it with her tongue, popping the bottle off of her mouth loudly, and sealing her lips behind it. She inadvertently and unknowingly made a show of tasting, savoring and relishing in the liquid in her mouth.
Finally, after a minute or so of tasting and testing, she finally swallowed the thick fluid.
"D-Doctor, that... that was incredible," she said. "It tasted... so amazing, I can still feel it all over my mouth, itching down my throat, and, and I want more... I'm not sure I'm going to make it to the night, holding back from trying to drink another bottle!"
You hummed. "Well, if nothing else, I can have it delivered," you said. There were some high school boys looking to make some money, and they did own bicycles, they could handle it. "You okay with that?"
"Y-Yes, that sounds, that sounds good, I really don't think I could stop myself from drinking it. I feel better already!" she said. "Uhm... you wouldn't... this isn't sold in stores, is it?"
"It's my own creation, so I doubt it," you said. "But it's okay... I'll work on producing more, soon enough."
"R-Right," she said.
"Now, Miss Ringo... why don't you tell me more about how your week's been? I seem to recall that Miss Honda was giving you a bit of a hard time?"
"Oh! Yes! You see..."
Well, operation distraction to try to get her mind off of the experiment was a go!
That night, you would make sure that the second bottle would get delivered to her. It was imperative that this experiment continued on without her being aware of what she was consuming.
After all, you weren't sure that she would react very well to the knowledge that she was drinking your semen watered down with milk.
It was a part of a series of experiment, the first of which was a simple act of masturbation. Experiments conducted not just on your patients, but on yourself as well. After all... it did take you the better part of an hour to make yourself cum, and when you finally did, you filled an entire goddamn glass with a single ejaculation.
It was something that had actually been troubling you for a while, you had thought that your ejaculations had seemed particularly excessive, but had chalked it up to being backed up after not getting any for such a long time.
But it was evident, and ever more curious, that this was not the case, as your ejaculations never seemed to decrease in volume or in viscosity, your loads always as thick and plentiful as the first. This wasn't in any way, shape or form close to what was the average... but then, the women didn't seem surprised at the sheer quantity you ejaculated...
And by now, it was clear that this wasn't normal, like many things in this world... so you decided it was time to start properly learning about the stuff that wasn't covered in the books.
Because someone had to, and it might as well be you... and hey, if you could make a buck while at it, why would you stop yourself?
